While in my car every Sunday, I go on drives. I always wear women's clothes, complete with lingerie. Once I leave the city, the top goes down and my blouse and skirt come off, exposing the satin and lace to the open air. On some occasions, I even wear a blond wig, letting the hair blow and I try to see how many heads I can turn. Most days, I stop at road side pull offs to relieve myself. What a rush.
-Jon, 49
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